shamsundar perumal

Drama Fantasy

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shamsundar perumal

Drama Fantasy

Live.....God

Live.....God

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‘Hello Shyam’


I heard some unfamiliar voice calling in my home! I turned around in the direction of the voice and found none. I felt I am imagining. Suddenly I felt old (I consider myself very young. I insist on not addressing me as Sir and instead call by my name. Whenever someone addresses me as sir or tries to help me with my bag, I get a feeling, I have become old and resist the actions). My age is catching me up and my ears are ringing with voices that are not there.


‘I am calling you, you are not listening. I am Krishna. You know most of what I need, what I do. You are well versed with it. I also know you do not offer me anything like atheist but Arti feeds me daily and today she is late. I am hungry. My friends here are also pretty hungry. We cannot get out as she has confined us to this area only’. 


Voice was coming distinctly from the place of temple area of the house. I did not believe myself or my ears. I saw her coming out of bathroom. She was hurrying up. I tried to tell her what I heard but she signalled “later” and went ahead with her routine. I attributed all this to problem in my ears and forgot about it and went ahead with my routine.


During the course of the day she wanted to tell me something, hesitated and went back at least twice. Finally I went to her and sat with her, when she was little free and waited for her to tell me what she wanted to tell. She hesitated for long time and then said


‘I was trying to tell you for the last two days and I felt you would not believe me and ignore. But this is real and is happening for last 4-5 days, I think.

The dry fruits I offer to God are being accepted by God. Initially I thought you are eating them after my puja and ignored. Last two days, they were vanishing too fast for me to assume this. Today, the offerings were not there when I opened my eyes after puja and meditation”.  


I could see excitement, pleasure and contentedness in her eyes and in her body language. I explained her, what I heard in the morning. She was more pleased and eager to feed God. She started to prepare for next puja, immediately.


I started thinking:   


God cannot help everyone with their wish. If people come to know, God will help them by offering, there would be no space in the temple. Every temple will be ten (or hundreds of) more times busier than TTD. Moreover many of the desires of devotees would be contradicting by asking for vanquishing of their enemies and helping them to succeed (who in turn would be doing the same). Dharmaraja and Duryodhana would have asked for their success by their offerings. One of them had to lose or at least both of them could not succeed. So I presume, God will help no one. To be impartial and neutral.


Real world Gods (ministers, authorities (people in power) who can do something within their jurisdiction) would need something in return to favour. Most selfless god is the one who needs nothing real in return but name or power. It is difficult, if not impossible, to imagine real world God who does not need anything in return for his/ her favours.  If God does not help anyone after taking the offerings, what would happen? After some time, people would lose interest in God. Only selfless offerors will continue offering. Most of the temples would go out of business.

How many of us do anything without any return gratification. Probably mothers to her children to a great extent (she finds happiness in happiness of her child). For all actions of human (for that matter animals, insects, plants, any living) beings, there is always a reason for any action. It would be illogical to imagine any action without any reason or accomplishment desire……


So, what is going to happen?......even temple bells were ringing rhythmically and aiding me to thinking.


“Hey, your alarm is ringing for such a long time. Get up, you will get late. I left all my chores to check whether you are ok. You normally get up in 3-4 rings. For past two minutes it is ringing. Get up”.


It was just a dream! Why this kind of dream, my lord? You are better off being in photos and statues only. 


You imagine lord taking offerings you make. What will happen?


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